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Pinged maps
Historic maps of Pinged and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Pinged maps
Pinged photos
We have no photos of Pinged, although we do have photos of these nearby places:
Pembrey| Burry Port| Kidwelly| Pwll| Ferryside| Panteg| Llanelli| LLangendeirne| Llansteffan| Morfa
Pinged area books
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Memories of Pinged
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Dyfed memories
Sardis Cottages
My maternal grandmother Catherine Rosser lived in Sardis Cottages, until she died in 1958, her husband William Henry Rosser lived there until his death in 1962. They are both buried in the local church
Family Connections.
The man standing on the bottom left hand side with the white T-shirt and quiff is my grandad! He is now seventy. The car next to him was his first car and his pride and joy!
HAPPY YEARS
The four cottages in this photograph are of Bryn Terrace, formerly named Bryn Cottages where I lived at No 1 with my sister Beryl and our parents Ceinwen and William John Thacker. My grandparents Mary Ann and William George Davies lived next door at No 2, my grandmother's brother Evan Evans and his family at No 3, and David Morris known as 'The Powndyn' with his family at No 4. I was born in 1939 at No 2 in the parlour of my grandparents' house, but my family at that time lived at a cottage called YR ARCH which is situated behind the Farmers Arms pub close by. I have many happy and fond memories of living at The Bryn, as we called it for 25 years, with the advantage of great parents and outstandingly loving grandparents, with the added bonus of kind neighbours and loyal friends. I have been gifted with a good memory and although the war was nearly over, memories of growing all our own fresh vegetables,... Read more
Miner's Daughter
I was born in Gateshead Tyne & Wear. When I was about ten years old my Dad got a job in the pits and we moved to a new housing development in Carway. All of the families came from outside of Wales to work in the pits. I went to the local school which was ill equipped for the huge influx of children. I was in a class with my sister who was two years younger as they couldn't accommodate us all. When I was eleven I went to the Lower Gwendraeth High school where we were made to learn Welsh. I remember knocking about with Derek Wiseman, Derek Goode, and Dorothy Hall among others. I had a friend called Rosemary who was Welsh and lived in the old part of the village and often played with the Davis/Davies children who lived on the local farm.
Evacuation WW2
I recall being evacuated to Llansaint from London as a child of 7. I lived in a small sweet shop in the the village with a family named Phillips, or Philips. I am now 74 so my memories are not too sharp with regards to names and places
but I do recall going into Kidwelly one Saturday evening with some Welsh children from Llansaint village. It was the only cinema for miles around. The film was a Frankenstein one but we had to ask any adult to accompany us in as we were under age. As we were taken in by different adults we were not sitting together.
When I came out of the cinema in Kidwelly I got separated from the children I went there with and found myself lost in this strange town. I decided to start walking back home to Llansaint on my own. I had about sixpence in old money on me and never even knew where the bus stop was, or if there was... Read more
Youth Club
This shot is not of the school but of the old school canteen, which we had to walk to. It was also where the youth club was held. It is now used for courses.
Beach Holidays to Ferryside
My grandfather Maurice Griffiths had moved from London and I believe he used to operate the ferry from time to time. He used to live at Woodbine Villas and latterly a beach cottage close to station. Difficult to tell whether he is person in picture.
My father took us for many beach holidays to Ferryside - the sands were idyllic then - around 1950's. A most beautiful and heavenly spot on the river!
Grateful to hear from anyone who remembers our family
